One of them days!

Mini crazy cat lady

Having one of those down days. We've taken on a Cockatoo who self mutilates, and yesterday picked a hole in his chest right through to his ribs. So most of yesterday I was deeply saddened, as there was nothing I could do, and there was blood everywhere. Other half came home to try and sort it, and he was snappy with me, snappy with the bird, so I ended up in tears. This was then followed by a work meeting, where I found out we're facing a 50% pay cut. Went to bed in a funny mood, and woke up feeling ever so down, and wanting to crawl under a rock till June!

Cockatoo has picked a hole in his dressing, so looks like my day is going to be similar to yesterday. The house is a right mess, as the other half is slowly in the process of moving in, but all I want to do is sit and wallow. It's one of them days when your hair is frizzy, spots on your face, convinced nothing fits, and don't want to go out in public!

So I'm gonna have to kick myself up the arse, go the the post office, then set about tidying the house, see if it lifts my mood when there isn't bird seed and cat hair everywhere!

Roll on Friday, my day off! Even if it has already been filled with things to do........*sob*

There comes a time in your life, when you walk away from all the drama and people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh. Forget the bad, and focus on the good. Love the people who treat you right, pray for the ones who don't. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is a part of life, getting back up is living.

Being on this diet is like being on a wagon that goes at speed then slows down, but it may even stop or go in reverse for a short time, so dont get off the wagon! If you get off, get thrown off, or lose your place, run after it! If that doesn't work, get the next immediate wagon. Fight to stay on the wagon it will take you to your destination

Mini crazy cat lady

Thanks Fillymum, I have done extensive research on it (it is my job after all ) and its a case of keeping on bandaging him until he perhaps 'forgets' about it and leaves it alone. If only he didn't have such a darn sharp beak, and didn't keep saying 'hello' in his cute voice! But at least the blood came out the sofa

Not gone out, decided to stay in and clean the house from top to bottom. 3 hours later (it is 3 story!) and it's done! I always feel better when I'm not surrounded by cat hair, dust, and general ick!